Way down low, where the little people go-You'd have to be crazy to sing-That song to her!That's what she said..."Come for bread!"And she also wanted to "Roll Me Home"When the temperature came-"No, thankyou"For today, we play with that "can!"I'll take the high road,Help me make a list, "can"Butt-but-but-but-butsky!I turn the key in the lock-The frying pan,It was canned...Eight o'clock on the dot-Four two-He gave it up for a song-A song called "Oooops!"